Separate

Motivated by reflexes

Dragging air of remote disdain

Sober the self grim satisfaction

From the tides of time refrain

Surf the pulse in my ears

Unraveled string of consciousness

Receding fear behind the darkness

Yearning for the God I trust

Nothing More I can say

Nothing More I can say

Separate yourself from them

Separate yourself from them

Consumed sentiment

Blind emotion

Interlace through common belief

Sacrificed all they loved

For the Savior that died as a thief

Nibble at the fringes of circumspect

Harvest the shredded doubt

Gather what little remains

And faith will quench the drought